If this is your first visit be sure to check out the FAQ. You have to REGISTER before you can post. To start viewing threads, select the forum that you want to visit from the list below.NOTICE: YOUR ACCESS HAS BEEN LIMITED UNTIL YOU REGISTER!

In order to ensure your registration and verification goes smoothly and quickly you should edit your user profile and add some content that verifies your not a robot. Add an avatar or profile image, add some location information, setup your signature, send the admin a quick private message, etc. You can make these changes by clicking on "Settings" in the top right corner of the site. Once inside your personal settings control panel, you can click on edit profile or any of the other options to begin your customizations.

Doing this will help the forum moderators verify your registration and allow you access to the entire forum.If you refuse to do this or take steps to verify your humanity, there is a very good chance your account will be deleted instead of verified.Users that look suspicious or have suspicious email addresses and users with no profile information will be deleted without warning.

He played my buddy Eddie the Ripper once in Clarksburg. Eddie winked at me and said, "He's only got one eye!"
He ate Eddie up fast.
Then our local shark Kenny "Sarge" Gorby came in and told us that was Dead Eye, one of the greats.
That was it. We all ran.

I played Dave Broxson (sp?) in a little handicapped 9-ball tournament we had at a local pool hall. Didn't know who he was, nor did the TD, so he came in incognito, although one of the better road players in Florida, I've heard. Just a few years later he gave eventual US 9-ball Open champion John Schmidt his only loss that year, on his way to a 5th place finish himself. (Schmidt eventually avenged his loss beating Broxson on the one-loss side late in the tourney.)

He played on the lemon, artfully just missing shots while leaving bubkus, so as not to blow his cover. Eventually he left me a tricky backcut bank on the rail which I know, and that got me out in a very short race. That got me to the finals against his girlfriend, who had been learning from a series of road player boyfriends. I had to give her weight since no one knew how she played, and lost the finals to her.

"He played on the lemon, artfully just missing shots while leaving bubkus, so as not to blow his cover."

I see this a lot when I get a killer player's game, especially in tournaments. I am no newbie but I do still get treated like one, and by some of the stellar local players I've known a long time. Luckily, I now play a very good player with a nice spot and he and I trade money but learn each other's game. That is what billiards is supposed to be like, not "the hustle." It just ain't that way though, and to be honest...I am deceiving too at different venues.

Been in the same place with the GFs of strong players too. I learned to always keep a keen eye on those as well. I know an honest game, and I like to keep my cash by not being sucked in.

Congrats on the back cut. sid

Originally Posted by Soflasnapper

I played Dave Broxson (sp?) in a little handicapped 9-ball tournament we had at a local pool hall. Didn't know who he was, nor did the TD, so he came in incognito, although one of the better road players in Florida, I've heard. Just a few years later he gave eventual US 9-ball Open champion John Schmidt his only loss that year, on his way to a 5th place finish himself. (Schmidt eventually avenged his loss beating Broxson on the one-loss side late in the tourney.)

He played on the lemon, artfully just missing shots while leaving bubkus, so as not to blow his cover. Eventually he left me a tricky backcut bank on the rail which I know, and that got me out in a very short race. That got me to the finals against his girlfriend, who had been learning from a series of road player boyfriends. I had to give her weight since no one knew how she played, and lost the finals to her.

Thanks! The difficulty was missing the double kiss as it was on the rail, but as the late 'Professor' Grady Matthews used to say (to the delight of his ex-wives, he'd mention), I knew that shot! LOL! Just some speed and English. (It's possible I learned that from one of his instructional tapes in fact.)